She dodged and avoided behind a tree in the formation and watched as the woman surnamed Zhu and a man hugged each other there, and by the sound of the man's voice, he seemed to be one of those several cultivators.
"Senior Brother, wait." The woman pushed the man away, pulling his half-open lapel with both hands and said, "Senior Brother, what news did you guys go out and inquire about this time?"
Warm fragrance and soft jade in his arms, the man's breath panted slightly, wanting to pounce forward to kiss her, but was pushed away again, so he could only ask: "What do you want to know?"
The woman smiled daintily and pressed against his ear, "The news of Ghost Doctor Feng Jiu and the others, as well as, the news of that Primordial Golden Lotus and the Myriad Buddha Sect."
"Actually, this news is no longer a secret to the people outside, it's just that our sect here doesn't know about it."